Yesterday I actually turned over the keys to my beetle to her new owner. When we drove away the tears started flowing. Ever since then I feel depressed. I know it's a car, but it's a car that I've always wanted since 1998, when they came out. I feel stuck. I'm suppose to be driving Ryan's Scion but no one is helping me get comfortable with it and I dislike driving the Kia because it's too small.
I decided after we got back from giving the car to them I was going to was the Scion and try to make it feel like it was mine.. I had to wash it twice because how Ryan had it so dirty. It was disgusting. So I vaccumed the inside and cleaned everything, put up my pink cross on the rearmirror even though your not suppose to have anything hanging from there and then I added an air freshner. As of right now it's nice and pretty and looking good...and guess what.. Ryan's driving it. I'm so aggravated right now. How am I suppose to drive this thing? I feel like I keep getting rid of things in my life that mean so much to me in return for nothing but feeling depressed. This bites!! And all last night I just wanted to some TLC from Ryan, but he kept saying he was busy. Hello, I just got rid of my car for him so he doesn't have to work as much so he can focus more on school, if I'm feeling down give me a hug if I'm asking for one. Does this make since? I'm kind of angry at the moment. Can you girls help me?
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Hmmmm that's a toughy cause I would be bitter too. You did make a huge sacrifice and that deserves a lot of recognition and attention! What is keeping you from driving the car you made so clean and pretty? Take it over!!! You need to make a firm announcement about how you feel right now cause the boy won't get small hints!!!! They aren't observant enough!
I think I can drive it ok.. but if Ryan is in the passenger seat he expects me to drive it perfect.. and he makes me feel like i can't drive it :( But I'm suppose to be getting insured on it today.. so we'll see what happens.
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